A Day in DeKalb

I dreamed I was with my friend Genia, visiting her hometown of DeKalb, IL. I've been to DeKalb numerous times in real life, but in my dream, I never had. In this dream, it was a booming city, really; there were two very tall buildings, one of which was painted with white and multi-colored checkers on the outside. We drove around in a car and I sat in the backseat with my head out the window like a dog, and I was fascinated with the city streets we passed.

Down one street, it looked like an olde-timey sort of area; old brown brick buildings with awnings and a lot of pharmacies. This one street had about 300 signs coming off buildings. Like this:



They each said the name of what kind of business it was, like "DENTIST," "STORE," "SHOES," and "TOYS," all in capital letters and written vertically. They were al different colors and overlapped with each other. It was amazing.

Down another street was two gigantic casinos. In a third location there was a coffee shop that's entrance was a giant octopus. Sort of like the Vortex in Atlanta, who's entrance is a giant skull:



There was other stuff that went on, but it mostly involved Genia and I drinking in a shitty bar and meeting two guys who tried to steal my two dollars worth of quarters. I'm not gonna dignify those dicks with anymore attention. So there!

Beer Pub, Bicycles, Beef Jerky, & Naked

This dream cracked me up: 

I was sent on a mission by someone, I don't know who, but I know I had to get specific things from a grocery store and it was VERY important.  In my dream it kind of felt like this was for my job, you know stuff you HAVE to do. 

This grocery store was far from my house, I'm pretty sure it was in another state.  I think I was in Iowa City.  But first I was instructed I had to stop at a brew pub that was on an extremely slanted hill.  The inside of the brew pub had all these beer steins and dark oak woodwork with really high ceilings.  Most of the patron were gray haired, but everybody there was sitting on bicycles. They were not sitting on bar stools, they were sitting on bicycles.  If they needed to get up and go to the bathroom or go to the end of the bar to get another drink, they didn't walk over, they rode their bicycle.  Also everyone there understood that I was there as part of a "mission",  although this mission wasn't really clear to even me.  But, part of this mission, apparently, was to give me a bike.  So, they gave me a bike and I rode it on out of the very steeply inclined beer pub out into the streets where they all cheered me on and waved goodbye.   I rode the bike for a few blocks until I was out of their sight and then I ditched the bike.  

After ditching the bike I got into a car and drove quickly to this grocery store in Iowa City.  As I pull up in the parking lot of this grocery store I notice that I'm naked.   I'm a little distressed by this as it is very important that I get certain items from this grocery store as part of my "mission".  So, I tell myself in my head that I just have to do it, that if I act confident and like it isn't a big deal then it probably won't be a big deal.  No one will really notice, right? (you know, like when you're really scared of public speaking, but you just act like you're not, that kind of thing). 

So, I go into the grocery store.  One hand over my crotch, one hand over my breasts (sort of).  And I'm quickly and desperately search the aisles for the items I need, which are: 

-Beef Jerky, the thin smoked type, not slim jims

-Whole live Lobsters.  3 of them.

I find the beef Jerky and I'm making my way to the back of the grocery store, where the tank of Live Lobsters are kept,  and I run into this woman who says to me: 

Where are your clothes? 

I know I have to make something up, so I very confidently and quickly respond in that annoyed mother sort of way: 

Oh, my daughter took them, you know kids. I'm looking for her, have you seen her?  She's somewhere in the store....boy, when I find her...

The lady seemed to understand and nodded knowingly.  

Then I woke up.  

A New Baby for the Totonchi Family

I stayed the night at Reem's parents house with her last Thursday. I proceeded to have the following dream:

Reem's sister Sara is visiting her parents house and she has this adorable, chubby, little non-white baby (the ethnicity is unclear..sometimes it appears to be black and other times brown) with her. Apparently she has adopted this baby and I'm holding it and making a big fuss over the baby because it's just so damn cute. It's a girl baby who is around a year old and she's only wearing a diaper, but she has white ribbons in her black hair. The baby's name is June. The Totonchi family is very excited about the baby because they never knew about it before and Sara is real nonchalant about the fact that she suddently has a baby.

So, I'm holding this baby June and suddenly my Aunt Mickey is there. She is insisting that she needs to blow dry Junes hair. So she starts blow drying her hair, but she's putting the blow dryer really close to the her head and, of course, it's too hot. I tell my Aunt Mickey that it's too hot for a baby and she's probably burning her head and she says "I did it to all of my kids, it's fine". So, I start putting my hand between the baby's head and the blow dryer to protect the baby.
So, I'm expecting the baby to cry, but it doesn't at all. The weirdest part of this dream is that I look at the baby's face and it's all contorted with pain from the blow dryer burning her scalp, but you can tell that she doesn't want to let out a peep, she WILL NOT CRY. Kind of like adults do, you know, when they don't want people to see them cry.

In a Different Country with Glass.

My dreams are hardly ever funny, usually just odd.  I think this one is just odd. Maybe a little funny, I dunno, you tell me. 

I dreamt that I was with my co-worker in another country.  She is a very "well traveled" lady and, though I wasn't sure, I had the feeling that we were in Greece.  

So, we're driving down this unpaved gravel road that is next to a sort of a coastline.  And I only say it's a "sort of" coastline because every now and then it looks more like the landscape of an alien planet rather than the earth.  

As we drive down this road something feels strange and I don't know exactly what at first, but then I realize that my co-worker is driving along this coastline entirely in REVERSE.  I question her about it because, you know, I'm scared that we might crash and she says "No, no, no, this is how they do it here" but I continue to question her because as she's driving in REVERSE she is also not watching where she is going.  She's looking straight ahead but the car is going backwards. She then says "I've been here so many times, trust me this is how they drive here". 

So, I decide to relax because, after all, she wasn't crashing into anything and she did seem to know what she was doing.  I was still a little nervous though and kept turning around to see where we were going.  

Then I look out the window at the coastline.  It was a very rocky coastline; one that was made up of shells and rocks and sometimes really tall pointy rock formations. The tall pointy rock formations made me feel like I was on an alien planet.   You could see the water, which wasn't particularly pretty, it was more dark and rather still.  Although every now and then a small wave would crash up onto the rocks.  There was also all this really beautiful sea glass on the coast line that was reflecting the sun.  There were various colors, a light sea green color, a shiny translucent color.  They were all very pretty.  

Then suddenly the coastline would change.  The bed of the lake, or whatever kind of body of water it was, would be completely dry.  I mean, there would be no water at all.  Just all these ugly crumbly rocks and everything looked kind of dirty.  And then there would be no sea glass, just a bunch of brown and green broken beer bottles.  

So, that's what I got at the end of my dream.  An empty lake bed littered with a bunch of broken Rolling Rock and Leinenkuegel bottles.